This we Have Now
This we have nowis not imagination
This is not grief or joy
Not a judging state,or an elation,or sadness
Those come and go
This we have nowis not imagination
This is not grief or joy
Not a judging state,or an elation,or sadness
Those come and go
"Тhе site of this is as a kiss” I. Newton
В вольных ветрах тихо дремлют века,
Серой громадой летят облака
В свете загадочном пики вершин,
Мглою окутаны тени долин.
Look to this day:
For it is life, the very life of life
In its brief
Lie all the verities and realities of your existence
IS pig went to market;
This pig stayed at home;
This pig had a bit of meat;
And this pig had none;
This section is a Christmas tree:
Loaded with pretty toys for you
Behold the blocks, the Noah's arks,
The popguns painted red and blue
To this moment a rebel I throw down my arms,
Great Love, at first sight of Olinda's bright charms
Make proud and secure by such forces as these,
You may now play the tyrant as soon as you please
They say I pretend or
All I write
No such thing
It simply is that
Within the circuit of this plodding
There enter moments of an azure hue,
Untarnished fair as is the
Or anemone, when the spring strews
'Tis time this heart should be unmoved, Since others it hath ceased to move:
Yet, though I cannot be beloved, Still let me love
My days are in the yellow leaf; The flowers and fruits of love are gone;
The worm, the canker, and the g...
This is no case of petty right or
That politicians or
Can judge
I hate not Germans, nor grow
This old village—not a single house without persimmon trees
Translated by Robert Hass
But please walk softly as you do
Frogs dwell here and crickets too
Ain't no ceiling, only blue
Jays dwell here and sunbeams too